Conan’s Corpse Picker

  Chapter 33 The Doom of Childhood Shadows

   When Director Tsugawa turned his head with an ugly face, the elevator had already reached the lower floor.

   He furiously stared at the changing numbers on the display, and rushed to the stairs, planning to go to the first floor to block people.

   When Director Tsugawa competed with the elevator for speed,

  In the elevator, Conan praised the children “Nice job!” and pressed the elevator button, intending to make it stop halfway.

  According to Conan’s prediction, the curator will definitely go to the first floor to block people.

   Even if the curator can’t run the elevator, if he comes prepared and has already locked the door on the first floor, then even if they go down to the first floor, they will not be able to escape.

   It’s better to go downstairs halfway through and take advantage of the complex environment in the library to deal with the curator.

  Conan thinks clearly.

   However, before he pressed the button, the downward trend of the elevator had slowed down, and it seemed that it was about to stop.

  Conan’s first reaction was—the students finally got their wits once, and he knew that he couldn’t go to the first floor without him saying it.

   But after a closer look, the floor button on the inside is not lit.

   Conan groaned in his heart.

  … This means that the elevator will stop on the second floor, not because they chose the second floor, but someone outside chose the second floor for them!

  Conan’s face appeared in the curator’s mind, and a cool air came up from behind.

  He thought his plan was enough to fool the angry curator Tsugawa.

   Who knew this wave, the curator actually predicted his prediction, saw through his plan to get off the elevator halfway, and waited for the rabbit leisurely here!

  Conan’s face was ashen, he patted the door closing button, trying to prevent the elevator from opening.

   However, it was of no use, he could only grit his teeth and watch the elevator stop.

   At this time, Conan deeply realized what it means to hate less when a book is used.

  ——As long as he just took a tome with him, he doesn’t have to face the dilemma of having nothing to kick in but having nothing to enhance his feet.

   The elevator door finally opened.

  Conan crouched down and turned off the switch of his sneakers.

  ——No way, since there is nothing to kick, the only thing to do is to try the sliding shovel again.

   This time, as long as he was passing curator Tsugawa’s crotch and kicked his leg with his strength-enhancing shoes, or something else, there might be a chance.

  Thinking like this, Conan leaned against the back of the elevator car under the gaze of the three children watching the fool, then kicked the wall the moment the door opened, and slid out.

   However, before Conan can fly with a long-planned kick, a sling stick swipes lightly on him.

  Conan’s trajectory suddenly shifted sharply, he fluttered and slid out, slamming into the wall next to him.

  Conan: “…”

……etc.

  Why does the stick that was pulling him look so familiar?

  Conan jumped up and was pleasantly surprised to see Jiang Xia standing at the elevator entrance.

   Jiang Xia carried an unfolded swinging stick, and did not ask Conan why he was making a cameo in the mopping machine.

   He looked at the three children in the elevator and said succinctly, “Come out.”

  Mitsuhiko and Genta were huddled together, looking at Conan who was defeated in an instant, feeling that he was no match, and walked out trembling.

  Ayumi is much calmer than the two boys.

   She recognized Jiang Xia as the one who rescued her and Conan in the dungeon last time.

  This time he was in danger, and he actually appeared again… Ayumi thought about it, and the starlight of kilakila appeared in her eyes.

  Jiang Xia passed by with a few bear children and entered the elevator.

   Then I pressed the button on the 1st floor.

  The elevator doors closed gradually under the staring eyes of the children.

   Before the door was completely closed, Jiang Xia glanced at them through the crack of the door: “Stay where you are and don’t make a sound.”

   One of the four children stood at attention subconsciously and nodded in unison.

  …

   Curator Jin Chuan went straight to the first floor with a grim expression on his face, holding a metal water pipe.

   When he got to the elevator, he was surprised to find that the elevator was still going from the 2nd floor to the 1st floor.

   He didn’t think about why he was able to run so fast, he just thought that extreme anger had activated his infinite potential.

   Soon, with a ding, the elevator stopped on the first floor.

   Curator Jinchuan couldn’t wait to reach out and grabbed the elevator door that had just opened a crack: “I see where you are going this time…”

  dong——

  A slender black shadow slid across the crack of the door and knocked on the curator’s forehead precisely.

   Director Tsugawa stunned in front of his eyes, followed by a heavy blow to his stomach.

   He flew upside down, hit the wall and slipped. In the chaos, the curator saw a person walking down the elevator in the backlight – that was not the weak little bear he thought, but looked taller than him.

  … When did this man enter the library? !

  How much did he know about drugs and corpses? What’s the deal with those kids? ? Is it too late to shut up? !

   Curator Jinchuan looked at Jiang Xia who was approaching, then looked at the stick he held up, and panicked: “…What do you want to do?!”

   Jiang Xia threw the detective manual on him: “I’ll return the book.”

   Amidst the clattering of the pages, the elevator door closed behind Jiang Xia, the light in the elevator car was gone, and the surroundings returned to darkness.

  Before the last ray of light disappeared, Curator Jinchuan saw the “ordinary citizen who came to return the book” swinging the stick in his hand to make a woo-woo-wind sound, and then looked down at him with a cool smile on the corner of his mouth.

  …

  Fifteen minutes later, the Mumu police department arrived and found a bruised pig head in the library…

   Oh no, I picked up a Tsugawa curator.

   “…” Officer Sato stretched out his hand, poked lightly on Curator Tsugawa, and heard a painful wailing from the other side.

   She breathed a sigh of relief, as if she was still alive.

Beside   , the three children stood quietly like chickens with fluttering eyes.

   Jiang Xia made a move, and they all shuddered, huddled together, and looked over vigilantly.

   However, Jiang Xia did not walk towards them.

He just walked over to Sato and whispered apologetically, “Sorry, he shouted that he wanted to silence several children. It was dark in the corridor at that time, and he was very familiar with the library. I was afraid that after he escaped. If you hurt the children, if you are in a hurry, you accidentally start too hard…”

   “Several children” came up with a word simultaneously – a lie!

   and then swallowed silently.

   dare not say.

   Moreover, although Jiang Xia was a little cruel, he did save them.

   A few children, relying on their simple emotions, felt that they could not do such a thing of backstabbing their benefactor.

   Sato patted Jiang Xia on the shoulder and encouraged: “You did nothing wrong.”

  To be honest, after learning what Director Tsugawa did, Sato wanted to praise Jiangxia for “playing well”.

   But unfortunately, as a police officer, you cannot say such things.

   So she can only remind her kindly: “However, don’t be so impulsive in the future, otherwise, if the prisoner dies, you will also be in trouble.”

   “Yes.” Jiang Xia nodded gently, “Pay attention next time.”

   (end of this chapter)